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Dream Update XIV: D.I. Diving


Last night, I played in a giant tournament of a modified version of tug-o-war. The venue was a backwoods junior high school gym. The two teams consisted of 110 players each, ages ranging from 4-26. Each team cued up in a single file so that one player on a team would face only one opponent across a line.

One player wears handcuffs and the other player grabs onto them in the middle with only one hand. If you lost the previous round and your opponent won, you get to decide who wears the cuffs. If you both won or both lost in the previous round, you toss a coin to see wears the cuffs. If there is a toss, the winner of toss decides who wears the cuffs.

The game was simple. When the referee says, "go", both try to pull the other over the line. If you lose your individual battle, you're out. The game continues until there is one one player left.

I won; despite having to go to the bathroom very badly.

To celebrate my victory, I ran to the lieu. There was only one urinal. Next to the urinal was a giant D.I. bin. As I did my business, I casually glanced into the treasure trove of rejected items to see if any might be worth liberating. THERE SURE WERE!

I scored a drill set, a camelbak, and some nice weight-lifting gloves!

On my way out the door, I ran into one of my sisters who insisted that I apply for a job openning at airport customs. My job would be to assist Spanish-speakers through the customs process. My hours would be 7pm to 2am.

I took the job. in the 7 hours at the desk, I only helped 2 people.

When I went home after my first night at the job, my new roommates were throwing a party. One of them found me before coming in and asked, "how many of the girls do you know at this party?" I told him if this was some challenge to make one of them my girlfriend, he could forget it. We went inside and had a great time just visiting with each other on the couches.

That's it.

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Listening to: Pimsleur - Pimsleur - Mandarin Chinese I - Unit 02

Comments

  1. Nice score in the DI dive!! I'm not so sure about the handcuffs in tug-o-war though.... This dream seems pretty easy to interpret.

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  2. Handcuffed to the tug of war rope? Pretty high stakes. Yowseh! How's your new digs?

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  3. Bryan I just caught up on the blogs. Thanks for writing and including photos. It is a great way to stay in touch. DI Diving is such a great part of your life. Thanks for the recent calls and good luck in EMT class!

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